James's eyes were filled with anger, which reminded Wing of his fear when they first met.

James dragged Wing out, "Get the fuck out!"

Wing froze. He didn't know James was so cruel to him. The gate was closed by James, leaving Wing standing outside at a loss.

Wing was wearing slippers and it was very cold outside. His bronchitis made him cough twice, and his eyes were confused, just like a lost child. He gave a whimper like a small animal. He was crying and he had no cell phone and no money. Where should he go?

The sound insulation of the apartment was not so good. He sat outside the door, listening to the loud groans from the room. He felt his chest was out of breath. He sat at the door all night, tightening his body to make his lower abdomen feel less cold. He must not let the child freeze. He thought it was just because James had drunk too much, and it used to be the same. When he woke up, James would come to apologize to him, hold him and kiss him again. As long as James comforted him, he would forgive James. He had James’s children, and James could not do this to him. Without James, his whole world would collapse.

Wing sat at the door all night. It was not until the next day that James opened the door that Wing, who was sitting at the door, could enter the house. He was still angry because Wing did not answer his phone yesterday and did not go to the bar to meet him, forcing him to lower his head to call Nicolas. Now that they had all torn apart, it was better to make a clean break. Anyway, he was tired of Wing.

The three of them sat together, but Wing felt embarrassed. He lowered his head and did not dare to say anything. When James saw Wing like this, he was even more disgusted. He pulled out a bank card and pushed it to Wing. "You take the money, we will make a clean break. Let's stop seeing each other. "

Before Wing felt warm, he was immediately driven into the frozen snow world by James. He glanced at Nicolas. "James, can we talk alone?"He wanted to implore James not to do this to him and to tell James the fact that he was pregnant. However, he also had dignity. He did not want to be trampled to pieces by James in presence of those who destroyed his happiness.

"No need. I said angry words yesterday. This house is yours. You don't have to move out, I'll leave today. I will never come back. "What James said was like a sharp knife, cutting in Wing's heart, which made him cry with pain. But he couldn't. At least he couldn't cry in presence of Nicolas.

"No. I, I move out. I don't want your money either. I'll go. "Wing choked up and almost cried, but he refrained. He gave James a red eye. He didn't want anything from James, because it was like that he was being with him for money. He didn't want any charity from James. He didn't want to get dirty marks on this love he had given all.

James was struck by his eyes and felt panic. He thought Wing would cry and beg him. If Wing cried, he would soften. He was just thinking about how to overcome this problem. Wing's reaction surprised him. He was somewhat distressed and regretful about this. In fact, he didn't want to come to an open break with Wing. Wing was so docile. In fact, his ideal situation was that Nicolas could get along with Wing peacefully. If he hadn't been drunk yesterday and used by Nicolas, he wouldn't have had to have a showdown with Wing so early. He hated being calculated. Although he knew that Nicolas was really impatient, he was still a little uncomfortable about it. He even felt that there was something wrong with expelling Wing. But now that he had said so, it could not be redeemed. He also had no need to regret.

James and Nicolas still had to go to work, but he still left his bank card on the table. Wing was sitting alone in the chair, unable to get up and the cup could not warm his hand. He stood up and slowly packed his luggage. He didn't have much luggage, less than ten pieces of clothes and two pairs of shoes. The rest was the sex toys he bought with James. He couldn't take too many things. They had so many memories since high school, how could he throw them away? After James left, Wing couldn't help it any longer. He squatted on the ground, crying out of breath. He pretended to be brave, but he was scared to death. He had been protected by James for too long. How would he live alone? How could James abandon him so cruelly?

Wing gave up these things. He only took a few clothes, two pairs of shoes and some articles for daily use. Wing dragged the suitcase, put the key on the table, and finally took a look at the apartment where he had lived for five years. He closed the door, wiped away the tears he had endured for a long time and turned to leave.